Lose 100 million today

Fu Chi could always think of what Chu Zheng said.

Every time it echoes, my heart will throb.

That feeling is amazing...

Fu Chi responded to the incident on Weibo.

It proves that he has a partner, but I hope everyone will not disturb his partner.

There weren't many people who lost their fans, but there were a lot of people who scolded Chu Zheng.

But Fu Chi stopped responding, and nothing new came out, and the popularity was decreasing day by day.

No matter how uncomfortable everyone felt, they had to accept the fact that Fu Chi had someone in the end.

When Fu Chi was live broadcasting, these were the things he used.

Chuzheng is as good as gold as always.

[I think the God of Wealth is true love. ]

[I think so. ]

[The God of Wealth has not abandoned our son like this. He is definitely in love. Hey, don't fall in love anymore. What's so good about falling in love! ! ]

[The lovelorn little girl doesn’t want to talk, but she still wants to refresh the screen for her husband]

[The saddest one should be the God of Wealth! ]

Chu, the God of Wealth, Zheng, was not sad at all, and even wanted to spend more money for her family.

The Good Guy Card is indeed a good thing to spend money on.

Chuzheng clicked the gifts happily, and the screen was almost blocked by the gifts, making Fu Chi's face invisible.

Chuzheng finished swiping the gifts and returned to the homepage.

There is a large Internet celebrity voting event for the cover on the homepage.

This... looks like a real moneymaker!

Chuzheng clicked in and took a look at the rules. Sure enough, it was a krypton gold activity.

Chu Zheng can earn money by lifting up her sleeves.

etc!

I didn’t sign up for the good guy card!

[Private chat] God of Wealth: Official voting, registration.

[Private chat] Jinghe Xun: Thank you, I won’t participate in that.

Fu Chi had just seen someone posting on the barrage, but he was not interested.

[Private chat] God of Wealth: I’ll send you up.

[Private chat] Jinghe Xun: No need.

[Private chat] God of Wealth:...

Hold your own cub by yourself!

Chuzheng took her mobile phone and walked to the door of the study. Fu Chi had almost finished the live broadcast and was interacting with the audience while packing his things.

When Xu saw Chuzheng, he packed his things much faster.

Fu Chi turned off the live broadcast.

Chuzheng strolled in with a serious look on her face: "I'll use the study room."

Fu Chi was stunned for a moment. In such a long time, she had never said that she wanted to use the study room.

He gave way and said, "Yeah."

Chuzheng looked at him.

Fu Chi pointed outside: "You want me to get out."

"if not?"

Fu Chi felt a little strange, but still took his things and left the study, closing the door.

Chuzheng immediately pulled out a chair and sat down.

Fu Chi only turned off the live broadcast and left everything else on. Chuzheng directly clicked on the registration page and submitted the information to register.

-

Fu Chi was wondering what Chu Zheng was doing in the study room when his phone suddenly received a text message reminding him that his registration was successful.

He didn't sign up...

Fu Chi got up and went into the study.

The girl sat in front of the computer, staring at the screen.

He walked over suspiciously. All the web pages were closed, and she was looking at a foreign website.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him come in, Chuzheng looked at him calmly and naturally.

Fu Chi's eyes stayed on the computer for a few seconds: "Have you signed up for me?"

"What registration?"

Fu Chi showed her the text message.

"Did you sign me up for the official voting event?"

Chuzheng shook her head and denied firmly: "No."

"Not you?"

When he went out just now, he didn't close the webpage. His account was logged on it, and the only one who could operate it was her.

"No." Chuzheng said with a serious face, "What's the point of lying to you?"

"It's not you..." Fu Chi frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "Who is that?"

"Let's make it official." Chuzheng said without any pressure, "There is nothing wrong with participating in this event. You will definitely get first place." First place can earn a lot of gold!

official?

Will the official help others register?

Fu Chi opened the contact list and asked the official.

Officials said that this is the case, and the top thirty anchors on the list will automatically sign up.

"Do you have anything else?"

"...No." Fu Chi always felt something was strange, but couldn't explain it: "Let's go out for dinner tonight."

Chuzheng nodded to show that she understood.

Fu Chi exited the room.

Chuzheng immediately reached out and patted her chest, taking out her cell phone from under the table.

The interface is still stuck in the chat interface with 001.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise the secret would have been exposed.

[Little sister, what can’t you say? 】

You know shit.

What if the good person card knows that I am giving him krypton gold and he stops broadcasting?

This good guy doesn't worship money.

[…] It seems to make sense.

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Fu Chi’s fans are very active in ranking and are far ahead of other anchors.

Of course, the God of Wealth has the greatest contribution.

The rich fans of other anchors are completely inferior to a prodigal like Chu Zheng.

The anchor’s little business card that Chuzheng received was ×N again.

Just when the event was in full swing, someone suddenly broke the news about Fu Chi on the Internet.

When Chuzheng saw this revelation, the incident had been fermenting for some time and had been trending on searches.

# The true face of the new internet celebrity male idol #

# Jinghe seeks homosexuality #

Someone posted a photo of Fu Chi and a man entering the hotel.

I don't know if it's the shooting angle or other reasons, but Fu Chi and the man in the photo look extremely ambiguous.

[No wonder he suddenly became popular, it turns out that some people are praising him. ]

[Good-looking women and men will inevitably be stalked. ]

[This photo is fake at first glance, my husband is not that kind of person! ]

[Don’t make blind claims! Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you slander our Zaizai? ]

[With all the facts before our eyes, what else is there to clean up? ]

[What can a photo say? ]

There are roughly three groups of people online.

Fans of Fu Chi’s wife, mother, face, etc.

Keyboard warriors who curse when they see pictures, or other fans who fish in troubled waters.

In the end, there are the people who have nothing to do and enjoy themselves.

These three groups of people quickly heated up the popularity and it remained high.

Chuzheng stared at the picture for a long time, then exited and called Guancang.

"Miss Ai?" Guancang answered quickly, with a flattering tone: "What can I do for you?"

The God of Wealth has come to give money.

Can you be unhappy?

"Please handle Fu Chi's matter," Chu Zheng said.

"Fu Chi?"

Guan Cang was a little confused. He thought about it in his mind. There was no such person in the entertainment industry!

But Guan Cang was smart. He immediately searched the Internet and found Internet celebrities...

And she looks so good-looking.

Tsk.

"Miss Ai, how do you want to deal with it?"

"He is mine." Chu Zheng said concisely.

"Okay Miss Ai, I understand." Guancang told Chuzheng that he was a professional, but Chuzheng was too lazy to listen and told him to hurry up.

Guancang: "..."

How do I do it?

Just this information online?

Guancang Chui is a professional, so he has some skills.

Close the position and let the team analyze it first.

"Miss Ai, there are navy troops here..." Guancang called Chuzheng.

"You also want to find the navy." Stabilize the situation first!

"Miss Ai, this money..."

Boss Chuzheng responded: "Money is not an issue."

"Okay, I'll do it immediately."

Guancang quickly led the navy off the field, mixed in with the fans, and quickly turned the battle towards Fu Chi.